THE FOOLISH MAN
I know I've been a foolA foolish , foolish man
I still had hope
Hope over experance of
Her, her lies , cheating ways
Of her promises , that when
I faced her , with her broken
Promises , ''I can change my mind ''
Yet she still expects we can be friends
As if nowt had happande
Chose a man , younger , much better looking
Well breeched in money and all of that
Yet to me she tuerns when life gets bad
As he well starts too walk , then breaks in
To a run away
Rerning when the storm has cleared
It is saide nice men , good men finish last
Usely a lone only pain, disappointment remains
As a reminder of his foolishness
Bitterness consommés , eate away like a cancer
Memorys like booz drank as the foolish man thinks
dragging him down in too the gutter of his life
Unabul to move on , as time not on his side
Bitter thro out the few remaining years left.
Ken D Williams
They Dyslexic Wordsmith Of Thanet
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Poetry by ken d williams
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Written on 2008-03-16 at 20:53
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